Lin Qingyao peeled off the snake skin while collecting the snake blood.

  The red-spotted python is a poisonous monster, but the venom is all in the rear fangs' poison sacs, so its flesh and blood are not very toxic.

  Xiao Feng saw Lin Qingyao dealing with the red-spotted python, and suddenly jumped over, then swallowed the gallbladder of the red-spotted python that Lin Qingyao was about to put away.

  Lin Qingyao hastily said: "No way!"

  She wasn't worried about the red-bellied python's gallbladder, but rather worried that Xiaofeng would get sick if he ate something bad.

  Xiao Feng opened his mouth slightly, as if savoring some ultimate delicacy, and Lin Qingyao, who saw this scene, put down a bit of her mind.

  The monster's ability to seek benefits and avoid harm is far superior to that of human cultivators. If Xiaofeng felt that this thing was toxic, he would definitely not eat it!

  Lin Qingyao put the shed snake skin and snake tendons aside, planning to clean them together with water later.

  A whirlwind of mountain wind blew beside Lin Qingyao, but Lin Qingyao didn't pay much attention to it. After all, it was winter now, and having mountain winds was quite normal.

  Just as Lin Qingyao was picking out the snake bones, she suddenly felt that something was approaching her at a very fast speed.

  Liu Ling's cultivation is higher than Lin Qingyao's, and now she has also discovered something unusual.

  Two people exchanged a glance and then shifted their gaze behind a tree.

  That tree swayed slightly and a person walked out from behind it.

  He was a man in his thirties with a sallow complexion, wearing a Sanqing Taoist robe, looking somewhat eccentric.

  A true master would never believe in gods and the Three Pure Ones!

  Although this Taoist priest looks shabby, Lin Qingyao dare not underestimate him. The aura emanating from his body is no fake.

  This is a cultivator of the tenth layer of Qi Refining!

  Lin Qingyao and Liu Ling both became vigilant. What good people could there be among those who came out to sweep the battlefield and collect spoils of war?

  Lin Qingyao had never experienced the plot of killing and robbing treasures herself, but she had heard a lot about the bloody things among the cultivators.

  It was obvious that this monk who appeared before her eyes was not a good person. As the saying goes, "Good people don't come, and those who come are not good."

  Lin Qingyao calmed down and spoke in a clear voice: "I don't know why you, fellow Taoist, have appeared here. What brings you?"

  The pale and sallow Taoist priest looked at Lin Qingyao and Liu Ling with his dry and expressionless eyes.

  "Two fellow Taoists, I have been to this Qingding Mountain for a long time and am now cultivating in the mountains..." The face of the Taoist was sallow and yellow, his voice was somewhat hoarse, making people feel uncomfortable when they heard it.

  Lin Qingyao blinked her eyes, pretending not to understand what the Taoist in front of her was saying, and smiled: "So this is a friend's immortal mansion, greetings." As she spoke, she cupped her hands together, which was equivalent to paying respects.

  "This red-spotted python and the wind wolf are what I use to guard my home." The sallow-faced Taoist said with an air of arrogance.

  In other words, Lin Qingyao killed his own demon beast.

  Lin Qingyao was furious in her heart, but the other person's cultivation was there, so she had to temporarily choose silence and wait for the next move of the second person.

  Lin Qingyao's analysis was thorough; this Taoist priest would likely appear here now, mostly as a spoil of war under the eyes of Yu.

  "Now that these three demonic beasts are dead, I won't make things difficult for you two fellow Taoists either. Just leave your storage bags behind and take your leave!" The pale-faced Taoist said with averted eyes, his expression seeming to completely disregard Lin Qingyao and Liu Ling as if they were insignificant.

  If it were just a matter of getting the Red Stripe Python and the Void Wind Wolf's corpses, Lin Qingyao and Liu Ling might have given up, after all, these things are worth some spirit stones, but they're not worth having two practitioners, one at the 10th level of Qi Refining, clash.

  But now, the pale-faced Taoist, relying on his high cultivation, planned to rob the two people. Not to mention Lin Qingyao, even Liu Ling, who didn't care about these external things, was not calm.

  "Lin Shimei, what are you talking nonsense with this person? In my opinion, this shameless person in front of us is trying to rob us!" Liu Ling succinctly pointed out the true intention of the pale-faced man.

  The withered Taoist saw that Liu Ling had already torn off his disguise, so he didn't put on the airs of a transcendent being anymore. Instead, he raised his voice and said: "You two little girls, your cultivation isn't easy either. I don't want to make things difficult for you. I'll say it one more time: put down your things and leave on your own accord. Otherwise, you won't be able to bear the consequences!"

  "You're openly robbing me!"

  This time, Huang Dao Ren did not emphasize that Lin Qing Yao had killed the demon beast belonging to him, but instead coldly stared at the two of them, his body's oppressive aura already released.

  Lin Qingyao suddenly felt the pressure on herself and knew that today's events would not end well, so she secretly built up her strength and prepared to fight at any moment.

  If they really can't win, then run! Lin Qingyao thought to herself.

  Lin Qingyao would replay the events in her mind, but Liu Ling was a straightforward person and immediately burst into a loud scolding: "I've never been so humiliated before! Today I'll beat you until your butt is blooming with flowers, let you know how fierce I am!"

  When was Liu Ling ever threatened by someone? As a spoiled princess, even the foundation-building cultivators would give Liu Ling some face.

  The withered Taoist shook his sleeve, stirring up a whirlwind that charged towards Liu Ling.

  Liu Ling let out a soft hum, raised her hand, and in it appeared a piece of something resembling turtle shell. The turtle shell emitted a faint blue-green light that instantly enveloped both herself and Lin Qingyao, shielding them securely.

  The storm struck the surface of the green light, as if it had encountered a very gentle resistance, and was blocked outside without stirring up any waves.

  This small tortoiseshell is also a pseudo-spiritual device, called the Phantom Light Return Armor, which is an invaluable treasure.

  This was still Ling Liu's first time seeing her mother, and for the sake of protecting her own daughter, she gave her...

  Ku Huang Dao Ren saw what was in Liu Ling's hand and his eyes lit up. He hadn't expected that this little female cultivator would have such a good thing on her!

  The infatuation in Duanmu's eyes all fell into Lin Qingyao's eyes.

  Lin Qingyao knew that even if the two of them escaped today, this withered Taoist would not let them off easily and would probably pursue them relentlessly.

  It's better to... cut the grass and eliminate the roots! Lin Qingyao thought fiercely in her heart.

  She and Liu Ling may only have 8th and 7th layer Qi refinement respectively, but the things they can rely on aren't visible to the eye.

  If we can make proper arrangements, there is still a possibility of winning!

  Lin Qingyao had this idea and took action without hesitation.

  She took out a handful of aggressive talismans from her storage bag, detonated them all at once, and scattered them all over.

  "Rumble, rumble, rumble..."

  "Rustle rustle......"

  All sorts of sounds came from around the withered Taoist's body.

  The yellow-robed cultivator was frightened by this array, he was just a poor and white-haired loose cultivator. Although he had also committed many murders and robberies in the past, now that he was a cultivator, he was very poor, where would he have many things on him?

  Even if there were things, they all let him sell them and exchanged for nourishing gas pills, which were used for cultivation.

  So he didn't have any savings on him, and now he couldn't help but be shocked by Lin Qingyao's wealth.

  However, Huang Dao Ren's experience of killing people and looting goods has increased, that battle experience is indeed real.

  He immediately let out a loud shout, covering himself with spiritual energy, and then formed a large net of spiritual energy in the air with his hands, trying to catch the talismans that Lin Qingyao had scattered and send them away.

  But Lin Qingya splashed out a batch of talismans, at least twenty or thirty pieces, and there must be some fish that slipped through the net.

  Those bursting talismans fell on the withered Taoist's body.

  Liu Ling blinked her eyes and immediately decided to put what she had learned into practice, magnanimously grabbing a handful of talismans and throwing them out.

  Liu Ling's wealth and arrogance are well-known to Lin Qingyao, who has already gotten used to it.

  One wave subsides, another rises, the two people took turns bombing each other, although most of these symbols were blocked by him, but it's not like they didn't have any effect at all.

  The old man in yellow robes was furious, but deep down he was overjoyed. These two little girls, with a flick of their wrists, were conjuring up seal after seal, which showed that they had plenty of good things on them!

  They're two rare fat sheep!

  Huang Daoist's thoughts were not bad, the two people on their bodies still had a lot of treasures, in today's cultivation world, they could be considered "nouveaux riches" figures.

  People die for wealth and birds perish for food, but I don't know if he has taken anything from those two people that cost them their lives.

  The Taoist monk threw out a duster, which was a mid-grade magic weapon. He's really poor, no wonder he wanted to rob people.

  A white thread on the dustpan, with a spiritual light, stretches out and wants to pull Lin Qingyao and Liu Ling!

  Fuyao sword with a cold light, waving in the air, wanting to cut down these silver threads!

  The silver threads on the dustpan had been tempered many times by the withered yellow Taoist, and their tenacity was naturally not something that the Fu Yao sword could compare to. Lin Qingyao spent a lot of effort, but only managed to cut off dozens of silver threads.

  And these floating dust's silver threads, at least there are hundreds of them. Even if Lin Qingyao exhausts all her spiritual power, she still can't cut them off!

  Liu Ling flung out the Jiuxiao Silver Ring.

  Several silver threads flew out and wrapped around the Jiuxiao Silver Ring, trapping it inside.

  Jiuxiao Yinhuan was never known for its sharpness, and now it has a somewhat awkward feeling of encountering its nemesis.

  Lin Qingyao looked at the silver threads that were about to wrap two people into a zongzi, and seemed to have an epiphany in her heart.

  A gleam of light flashed in her hand, and the Cloud-Piercing Arrow had already appeared in Lin Qingyao's hand. All that could be heard was Lin Qingyao's clear chant: "Silver arrow weaves heavenly clothes..."